Chapter 137
She was the one they were fighting for, not a total stranger. How did she get herself into this mess? There was blood all over the floor, and the whole place was in disarray, with tables upturned. The whole thing had spiralled out of control, before Cleo had been able to get a good grip on her emotions, and told them to stop. Her arm was still hurting, marked with a couple of bruises, but she wasn't worried about that. She was worried for Ezra. Afraid that something bad would happen to him. They needed to get out of here before the police arrived for real.